Metal, Punk, Expérimental

While the world sings to us through our screens at a thousand images per second, there’s no way we’re going to watch what’s left of our humanity die out on a melody written in the key of $. With that in mind, four beings decided to let nature take its course. The goal: to learn how to let a shapeless unit exist, perfectly free within its own limits. Life is far too short to listen to all the music our ears demand we swallow; cross-pollination has become inevitable.

Eventually, it became time to document the thing. Despite the meager talents available, we must accept the obvious: every living entity has to be observed in its natural habitat. We must try to do as our heroes of old did—those who wrestled God out of copper, wood, sweat, and blood, everyone all at once on the count of three, for better or worse.

What came out of it is, of course, temporary. Age, wisdom, anger, anxiety, and the desire to live will ultimately change the creature. We offer you this captive moment—imperfect and vital—without the slightest pretension.